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Day 14: Thank you for making me smile again.

Hey. I think I no longer feel anything for you anymore. I think I don't. I do no feel anymore butterflies when I see you on screen. I no longer care if you appear on screen or not. I think the 2 week hiatus from social media really helped me to get over you and really delete you from my hard drive, for good.  However, during this season, I would need to say thank you to a few people. I put the blog under private for now, but one day I will put it back on public once I meet the right person that will make it all feel better again. I wanna thank whoever who created Kpop, honestly, because it has allowed me to heal in so many ways that no one else can help me to.  I am thankful for the OG Kpop group I stanned, Super Junior. Thank you for making my college days so colourful. Your concert was one of my favourite memories in life.  But for the recent few weeks of getting off social media, I am most thankful to have discovered a few Korean musicians and individuals that have des...

Day 3: Always be my maybe

Hey.  I worked really late last night, writing my script for TV. Do you remember that I told you about it? Haha. I think I did quite okay. I still have quite a lot of work to finish but I think I'm doing quite okay.  I've been watching a lot of standup lately, most of them Asian-American stand up comedians like Nigel Ng, Jimmy O. Yang and my absolute favourite, Ali Wong. I finished two of her stand up specials and her movie, Always be My Maybe , which also stars Randall Park.  I looked at Randall Park's character, Marcus Kim and think to myself, damn, I am also quite like that. Still too scared to move on from a lot of things in life. I want to chase a lot of things but I... just have no guts to do it.  I have always been someone who does my level best to chase my dreams and fight for the things and people I love and want to be with, but somehow this time, when it was you, I started to lose my hope and faith in a lot of things.  The thing is, I know that in one ...

That Little Bit of Happiness

They laughed at her 'misfortune' Although she knew they meant no harm And it was just playful banter However Deep inside She still felt the piercing pain But it couldn't really be felt She couldn't cry She tried But she never ever wept. She could never cry Because she didn't really lose anything Anything, but her own pride But he was always kind Somehow, she felt that he knew He always knew, but he chose to keep her that dignity And allow her to move on gradually. The thing is She still feels it She still can't get over it She's still dealing with it She's still trying to accept it She's glad that he's still part of her life He always will be She adamantly chooses to believe He means the world to her But it was still too much to bear She still appreciates every detail Every recognition Every encouragement Everything... there. She knows that she will one day need to lay these feelings to rest But he'll al...

The Cry of a Broken-hearted Simpleton Teacher

What I'm about to say might make sense to some, might trigger some, might not mean anything to some. Just read it with a grain of salt. As much I respect your views and value them, I hope you also respond respectfully too. Be kind with your words, please. I wrote this with a brain on drugs. (flu and throat infection drugs, that is. Hahahaha) It's day 6 of the new year and also, the second week of the school year. Yeay to surviving the first week, although I am still in a complete blur state, even after 5 years of teaching (I am now in my sixth) whilst having to manage a lot of minor admin work and juggling with emotions and other shenanigans that are part of my daily waltz. Speaking of which, the realm of education in Malaysia has been plagued with all sorts of happenings that in my opinion, were blown out of proportion and are not priorities to begin with. If you look at them collectively, it is mostly a bunch of wannabes who have no proper proof or reason to argue over a ...

10 People I want to thank before Christmas

2019 has been an amazing year of ups and downs. But most importantly, 2019 has been a year of meeting really inspiring and encouraging individuals, who have changed how I view the world and have challenged me to renew my mind and to see things from a different perspective. Its 10 days before Christmas. I figured I should write a post to talk about the 10 people who made a huge impact on my life this year. The list is in no particular order. 1. The Youthful Yoongs, Dr Dave and Sue-Anne I first met Dr David Yoong in his discourse analysis class in 2018. I was awkward throughout and hated his guts for the first nine weeks. But I slowly learned how passionate he is about what he was doing and it inspired me to want to take up discourse analysis for my final research. Fast forward, I am so thankful to have met this wise beyond his years supervisor of mine who not only inspired me to take up discourse analysis for my research, he also in one way or another, challenged me to take m...

Be still, stop talking.

I couldn't sleep last night. The thoughts in my head were like running stallions; it was running wild. It was probably because of my upcoming conference presentation and other things that are out of my control. That was when I realized that for almost 10 years (ever since I stepped out of home and lived on my own), I never really learned to be still. My mind was constantly working from morning to night, even when I tried to sleep it was still thinking of 10001 things, be it the kiddos in school, how some of the kiddos have issues I can't solve, worrying about how my paper presentation will come out; whether it would come out a disaster or would it be helpful to those coming to listen... and also, overanalysing certain things people say (why do I always have this worse case scenario mindset, always so fearful and worried) when in reality, it isn't as bad as my madly imaginative mind makes it to be. Not being able to sleep and borderline panicking, I drove out of the ...

Diving into the unknown: Musings of a Gan-cheong spider

I'm extremely afraid of the unknown. I have a crippling fear of it. But wait, who doesn't? (at least, in the beginning) And btw, if you know me, I overthink. I overthink, a little too much. I worry about whether I switched off the wifi at home after I reach my workplace.  I worry that I forget my car keys when I leave the house. I worry about what people will think of me, whether they would think that I am too overly friendly or too pushy or just downright making them feel uncomfortable because they don't really want to talk to me. Or if I was being too unkind to them with my words and probably have hurt their feelings. Basically, I overthink when I cannot see what is in the dark. I wish I could be in control of the things that happened in my life, but I know its not in my hands. But as I reflect, I recall what the good doctor once said to me, "I think embrace the unknown. It will make you wiser and advance faster than others." To me, this ...